One week later
Beatrice woke up in a soft mattress on which her head was pressed . A soft duvet was touching her body and she hummed in content while pulling it more closer to her cheek. It was the most soft fabric she has ever felt.
"Wake up" She heard a voice from behind and just groaned a little at that. She didn't liked the thought of anyone disturbing her peacefully sleep.
"Beatrice my love , wake up before I snap this petite neck of yours" and this warning she opened her eyes and sleep drifted off from her body when she realised she was in a completely different room . It didn't took her much time to remember all the things which happened with her overnight along with the mercy of Theseus.
"I won't force you into anything you don't desire , but I can't leave you like this either after paying such a huge amount for you in front of all these people" Thesues told her making her gulp nervously.
